Icebreaker By Hannah Grace Pdf Novels & Stories

Aira, wake up. The words drifted through the darkness, soft and cracked, worn thin from repeating for too long. Aira, wake up. Pain hit first from a deep throb pulsed behind my eyes. My ribs burned with every shallow breath. My calf was torn open and crusted stiff with frozen blood. Snow had glued half my face down. My hair was frozen in clumps against my cheek. The only warmth left was the silver pendant pressed between my chest and the icy ground.

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The Ice King. He looked exactly like the nickname sounded. Cold. Untouchable. Beautiful in the kind of way that irritated me on principle.Then his eyes landed on me.His mouth twitched immediately. “You look terrified.” “I am terrified.” “That’s probably the smartest thing you’ve said since we met.” I glared at him. “I hope your skate blade snaps.” “Careful, sweetheart,” he said lightly as cameras flashed around us. “People are watching our love story.” “I hate you.”

Even worse, he didn’t know how to tell her about how his parents have arranged for him to marry Eliyah. Lifting a lone finger gabby traced the slender stem of the wine glass focusing on it instead even as she felt Tan’s gaze on her. “you don’t have to answer me my question if it makes you feel uncomfortable,” she began, “if there is anything I’ve learnt since returning from Boston, it is to cherish what moment I have with people that are precious to me,” her mother face flashed across her mind. “I don’t want that to happen with you Tan.”

But it didn’t… I remembered being overseas with my husband, Grindvald. Every day, I had felt more and more miserable whenever I smelled freshly cut grass or heard the fire crackle as it ate away at the wood in an open fireplace. It was like a hole inside my body that only grew and grew. For a second, I braced myself for the same sensation inside me. I had even prepared a little speech in my head, telling myself that I was going to get home soon if Marcus was the man of honor I believed him to be. But the sensation never came. Instead, I felt at ease and allowed myself to enjoy it.

Ericson uttered ecstatically to Denise as he reached for a bottle of champagne that was situated not far away from him ,inside the ice bucket"You are going to get blown the fuck away!" "OH MY GOD!"Denise squiled loudly , bouncing excitedly on the seat as she looked at Eric with wide eyes"Are we really going to LáBlanca? Like Dom LáBlanca?" "The one and the only"Ericson confirmed just as thrilled "OH FUCKK!"Denise screamed one more time, earning chuckles from the rest of us ,before turning her face towards Bani who was sitting between her and Nikhil"Did you hear that Bani? We are fucking going to LáBlanca! Oh god ,I've been wanting to go there like....since forever"

Hazel cracked the door open ever so slightly that only her pale slender fingers could pass through the space. "Thanks." I took the phone and flashed a small smile before leaving her to whatever she was doing in her cave. I closed the door behind me and checked my phone. "No calls..." I sighed. I still couldn't help but think how weird it was for Hazel to act like that. She didn't look like the cheerful and bright girl I know— almost as if she was an introvert who doesn't socialize much.

he yells through gritted teeth. I quickly get up so as not to provoke him any further. "Move closer"he said. I was about to follow the other side because of the broken glasses on the floor but he stopped me before I could. "What do you think you're doing?!" He asked. A sly smile on his face. "There's.... There's a broken glass...I want to follow the other side" "No, you won't, because you're going to walk through this broken glass" he smirk.

She thought that by bringing up my father, she had found the one thing that would make me crawl back into my hole. "What's the matter, Hannah?" Grace asked. She stepped closer, still holding Samuel. The little boy looked tired, his head was resting on her shoulder. "Did you forget that part of the story? The part where you signed the papers that put your own father in a cell? You think Alexander Mercer wants a woman who destroys her own blood?" I didn't blink. I let her talk. I let her feel like the winner for ten more seconds. I watched her eyes sparkle with the idea of taking me down.

Through the haze of pain and adrenaline, I caught one last look at Liam. He stood frozen on the ice, skates planted, watching me being carried away. His expression was a storm of regret, fear, and something deeper I couldn’t—or wouldn’t—decipher. Whatever fragile thread had remained between us, this felt like the final break. He had done the one thing guaranteed to make me resent him completely.